When this beam of moonlight shone down, all the cultivators in Zhu Island City were shocked.
Those powerful cultivators who usually hid in plain sight, remaining secluded and not leaving their retreats, couldn't help but open their eyes at this moment and come into their courtyards, looking up at the extremely obvious moonlight in the sky.
Following the path of the moonlight to its landing point, when they saw that it was aimed at a certain villa on Ping Mountain, they couldn't help but be startled before muttering to themselves, "Is it that old coot from the Huo Family? Unthinkable, absolutely unthinkable, it's actually him!"
In an ordinary house in Tsim Sha Tsui, an old man with white hair and beard looked toward the location where the moonlight fell, gently stroking his beard and said, "This time, he might truly be able to condense his Golden Core."
